Throwing Shade from Passion Scale by immortal nightbody

Pussy warm finger wet
Empty living city dead
Princess Empress oil spill
You think you're slick
But I don't care

Like a whole pint of Gin
Your pillow talk is poison
It's pornography you're quoting
Did I think I wouldn't notice that you're always
On your phone like you're alone
Vision blurry fully blown

Every night we do the same thing
Off the booty cheek, it's cocaine
Coochie juicy pop it four ways
Touch my body not my soul
Somewhere in the distance
Pigs are killing, pushing fent
We run from day light



Throwing shade and giving ghost
Giving toxic, giving drama
I'm addicted TBH
Wrap your legs around my neck
I'm only giving what I get
Out the door when sunlight hit


How can I miss ya drunk on insta
It's the mystery that's missing
Out of pocket and dismissive
When you with your other niggas
Got my arm around Armageddon
Bitch you will not catch me tripping
I am pure dissociation
When my face is in the mirror


4:53 the clock is moving slow
The morning lurches through the curtains
Church is open, police lurking
it's time for me to go

• Alternative
• Electronic
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Pop
• Rap
• Spoken Word
• Los Angeles